odd things happen

An offcut from the Story Kettle

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Odd stuff happens in the night. I got out of bed and went to the kitchen. I crossed a small bridge, since when does a stream flow through my home?

I installed the kitchen fifteen years ago – no washing machine – a kitchen is for the preparation of food and perhaps eating it, but not for doing the laundry.

I opened the washing machine, reached for a very cold bottle of spring water con gas and took a big gulp – just what I wanted.

Back to my bedroom, who was lying in my bed? Not my sister, I did not recognise her, but she was very warm and cuddly.